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Atalanta smilled at Daphne's complaint about how she had tried to do her friend a favor and ended up in a mess.
"Well I suppose he owes you a huge favor now. Hermes is supposed to be the protector of merchants. Trade him that favor when he comes back. From what I hear around here, Hermes' favors are rare and very useful thing to have." She said and got up, much to Lycaon's dismay as his hideout had, in his opinion, randomly decided to get up and leave him unprotected from that evil, toy-thieving monkey. He whined and pawed at her legs demandingly only for Atalanta to look down, chuckle and say no. Lycaon didn't seem to take it that well, but behaved nonetheless and just made sure to have an eye out for Shogun.

"So, um, would you like to spar with me? I'm fairly new to swords and I know for a fact I learn better against a real opponent and not some dummy." She asked Daphne, dusting herself off.

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Her attention draw in to him just in time to see him smirk and swing himself down the way they had come, leaving her alone to the top caught her by surprise a bit. "Oi! Did you just smirk?" She called down to him as she too, began to descend. But going upwards was not the same as going down. Down was always harder and the walls had closed in enough to make it more dangerous than it had already been. It would've been very difficult to catch up to him. Not with the headstart he had. Yet somehow that didn't seem to bother her much, so she focused on getting back down without being burned to a fine crisp.

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Do we close it here, or do you still want to go?

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"Get back here or I swear to Hades you will regret you were ever born!" She yelled as she chased the son of Hermes all the way from the Cabins down to the lake. Atalanta had a perfectly normal day so far, until she got back to her cabin and found out that a son of Hermes had managed to get past the mines and was snooping around her stuff. She had startled him and he had run a way with what he had managed to grab at that moment of panic. A hard drive. But not just any plain old hard drive. It was the hard drive with her mother's photographs. One of the few things she had from her family, now blown to dust.

Of course the son of Hermes wasn't one to follow orders and he had been sprinting about for quite sometime. Unfortunately for him, Atalanta was rather good at this game. Being on the run for a month and practising parkour out of hobby was more than enough to allow the daughter of Ares to catch up to the boy as he tried to make an escape to the Lake. Unfortunately for him, Atalanta was not in the mood to play nice and she tackled the boy to the ground. He wrestled him to the ground for the hard-drive case and they tumbled closer and closer to the water's edge. It was clear that Atalanta would prevail, and the boy began to panic more as she punched him in the face.

That was enough to send them both tumbling in the water. As soon as her back came in contact with the water, Atalanta's first thought was to keep the device from getting wet, as she was the one currently in possesion of the drive and had been the one to land on the down side. That provided the Hermes boy to scramble up and run away with a broken nose.
Muttering under her breath, she angrily got up and out of the water, her Camp T-shirt completely soaked and her ponytail drenched. A familiar barking caught her attention. It appeared as though Lycaon, her German Sheperd, had followed the chase to the best of his abilities and had managed to sniff his way to the Lake. But while his owner was busy punching noses, the black pup had found a better way to occupy himself. He had gone over to a girl sitting under a tree and had barked, tail wagging happily, demanding pets and attention.

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Atalanta chuckled as Shogun left them with a rather indignant huff. She rufled the fur on Lycaon's head, nodding at Daphne's question and then telling the pup it was safe to unburry itself from her legs. However Lycaon ignored her, seeming perfectly fine with his 'hiding spot'.

She looked up again as Daphne told her about how she got Shogun. A child of Hermes being the previous owner suddenly explained the thieving attitude of the monkey. But she also thought Daphne had hesitated there for a second. But she shrugged the feeling off as she had been busy pushing Lycaon away a bit, the pup having others thoughts on the matter, so she could stand up again. "Hermes huh? That would explain why Shogun acted like a little thief." She voiced her thoughts and dusted herself off. "So how come you're stuck with him?" It was a curiosity question again. She just wanted to get to know people better so she could find a few friends and make a place for her here at Camp. Like Daphne, she was stuck with something she never seemed to ask for.

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"I don't know who my father is." She told him plainly and looked towards the sea for a bit. She stay ed silent for a few moments, but she decided that what she had said would make little sense to him without any further explanation. "I was told he was a Marine my mom met in Middle East, that he was a brave man even if he was on the hotheaded side of things. That's who my mom knew." She turned to look at Ash again. "Then a month ago I learn that my dad is the least favorite among gods. Ares, the god of War, Bloodlust and excellence. That father I don't know. All I've heard was his trial, how he supposedly is the father or patron of the Amazons and that he always gets his ass kicked by Athena." She scrunched up her nose a bit as she remembered one last bit of info she knew about Ares. "Not to mention the love affair with Aphrodite. That's a lethal combo." She sighed as she thought how love and war could destroy cities if combined. Take Troy for example and you're all set.

"I do share some of his traits. I'm not above breaking a nose if someone angers me, I don't back down from a fight and I don't mind starting one. But in the end I am my own person and not just a copy of my dad. That would be weird and I don't need it."

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So they ran after the monkey and the pup. Gods if anyone was filming this and added Benny Hill's signature tune in it later, it would be hilarious. But for now Atalanta was more focused avoiding swords and arrows from turning her into a sis-kebab. Eventually they managed to corner the little thief, but he simply climbed up the wall and made fun of them. Lycaon was barking like a maddog at the monkey who dangled the toy out of reach. Daphne was threatening the monkey and Atalanta... Well Atalanta was actually running towards the wall calling a heads up to Daphne. A wall that had some barely existing hand-grips for her to use.

In a show of running up the wall in three leaps and scaling up the rest of it. She grabbed the toy from the distracted monkey's grip and landed back down in a sommersault. Still in the crouching position she tried to catch up her breath with a large grin plastered onto her face. She gave the toy back to Lycaon and the pup was licking her excited to get his favorite chewtoy back. She ruffled the pups head and looked up at Daphne. "So I'm guessing he does that a lot?" She huffed as she proped her back against the wall she had climbed up only seconds ago. She was of course reffering to Shogun.

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An attack would explain perfectly why a lot of people were being so on edge. But the comment on herself being a natural fighter warranting her right to relax just made her laugh. "Tell that to the Minotaur who almost did me." She snickered a little, but her face grew serious soon after. "I didn't have a safety net. I had no means to kill the monsters that came after me. So I just... ran." The thought clearly bothered her. The more she thought about that month, the more she felt like a coward and her spirit rebelled against the mere notion. She realised she was frowning at her plate, so she quickly looked up again, smirking a little.

However she had to ask as the girl repeated the words of a certain Apollo guy. "So is pessimism a demigod trait too? I've been properly introduced to the whole concept about.... two weeks ago." The question was half-honest, half-teasing. Was she really supposed to develop some kind of morbid attitude towards life and she didn't know it yet? "You see those words are exactly the same with the ones a guy from Apollo cabin told me. Except you agreed on being fine to relax. He didn't seem to like the very idea of relaxing." She said as she was steadily devouring her food. "But, in case you don't want to relax just yet, I'll be heading over to the Arena to get some practise done. You can come with me and start working on that safety net of yours if you want Miss Nowhere-is-safe." She proposed with an inviting tone.

"Or do you want me to call you something else?" While she had introduced herself, the girl had failed to do so. That's why Atalanta was going to call her Miss Pessimist until she got another name to call her by.

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